"Once, the Lord of Light banished Dark, and all that stemmed from humanity.

And men assumed a fleeting form.

These are the roots of our world.

Men are props on the stage of life, and no matter how tender, how exquisite…

A lie will remain a lie.

Young Hollow, knowing this, do you still desire peace?

Peace grants men the illusion of life.

Shackled by falsehoods, they yearn for love, unaware of its grand illusion.

Until, the curse touches their flesh.

We are bound by this yoke.

As true as the Dark that churns within men.

All men trust fully the illusion of life.

But is this so wrong?

A construction, a facade, and yet…

A world full of warmth and resplendence.

Young Hollow, are you intent on shattering the yoke, spoiling this wonderful falsehood? -Aldia, Scholar of the First Sin